“I had neve r cared for it, and suddenly I cared less for it now. Righ t now I had only one idea: I was going back to Maso n Crossing. Yet it was not Ollie Burdette that I thought of, it wa s Liza. What about Liza? Where would that leave her? "You like this town?" I asked Mustang. "I lost nothing here." "All right. We're riding." Billy Dixon went out on the walk and watched us ge t in the saddle. "You take care of yourself," he warned. "That Burdette's a bad man." Me, I just waved a hand. Countr...y slid away behind us. Big, open, grassy, wonderful country. Two days out we saw the big herd, blac k sea of shifting buffalo as far as the eye could reach. Neve r saw anything like it. Made my gray plumb skittish, bu t we circled and come sundown we followed a stream be d through the herd and away. Country began to get rougher, all cut up with ravine s and some high mesas. I was getting so I liked the smel l of buffalo-chip fires, although it brough t back memorie s of Pap and the wagon train. Someday I wanted to go back and find his grave an d put a stone marker on it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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